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According to Zhao Shixiong and Bushy Eyebrows, the disciples of the Refining Qi Second Layer are not so easily defeated by Xu Feng. Even if they cannot win, they still have a chance to escape. However, they did not expect that Xu Feng, this transmigrator, could transform from a mortal into a cultivator so quickly, and even possess such terrifying archery skills.
Xu Feng's arrows, infused with the One Star Fire, are like fire attribute Martial Talismans, and they have double the attack power. Ordinary protective talismans cannot withstand them at all; Bushy Eyebrows would find it hard to survive even a single hit. If Zhao Shixiong had fled earlier instead of taking those three arrows head-on, he would have been better off; now he can only suffer the consequences.
With such powerful Archery Skills, a Qi Refining Third Layer cultivator might barely manage to block them with a magical artifact, but if hit, they would not come out unscathed.
After sorting through two storage bags, Xu Feng found two Mid-Grade Spirit Stones and about a hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones, two long swords, and a book titled Golden Yuan Slash. Strangely, these two did not have any Martial Talismans, while that useless Li Si had several.
The storage bags still had ample space. Xu Feng tossed all these miscellaneous items inside. The two empty storage bags that couldn't fit were buried in a hole he dug. Then he jumped into the forest to retrieve the few arrows he had shot down. The three arrows that Zhao Shixiong had deflected were completely ruined, and the others were also severely damaged.
Looking at the large bow again, what initially seemed decent now felt increasingly awkward. A celestial being relying on mortal weapons for sustenance and being afraid to use too much force for fear of breaking them certainly affected combat effectiveness. If something went wrong while escaping, there would be no chance to cry about it.
Back in Beast City before dawn, Xu Feng was not in the mood to sleep anymore. His body was no longer what it used to be; as a cultivator, his physical capabilities far exceeded those of mortals. Missing sleep for a night would not affect his actions. He also had several bottles of Body Refining Pills and Pills of Hunger Suppression in his pocket for emergencies.
Xu Feng took out the Spirit Serpent Sword Technique. He now had three copies of this booklet; Zhao Shixiong and Bushy Eyebrows had each left him one, and the content was identical, indicating it was distributed uniformly by the Sect. Since Xu Feng's Willow Leaf Blade was rendered useless, even if it weren't, it was no longer suitable for him.
Having previously learned swordsmanship and now switching to sword techniques posed no difficulty for him. At his level, learning martial arts is merely different paths leading to the same destination; advanced practitioners can wield any weapon as if it were an extension of themselves.
Crossing over from the mortal realm brought about different understandings of martial arts; Xu Feng could only start learning anew. The Spirit Serpent Sword Technique is fundamentally similar to sword techniques from the mortal realm; the only difference lies in the application of spiritual energy. Due to the long-range attack characteristics of spiritual energy, this sword technique lacks many close-combat offensive and defensive skills and focuses more on wide-ranging strikes aimed at injuring enemies from five steps away. Additionally, the intricacy of its sword moves is naturally several levels higher than those in the mortal realm.
This set of Spirit Serpent Sword Technique consists of seventy-two swords. Having already reached an understanding of "intent" in knife techniques, Xu Feng quickly grasped the essentials of this sword technique; what remained was merely proficiency and practical application against opponents.
Practicing swordsmanship in an inn felt somewhat restrictive for Xu Feng; he could only practice stances without exerting force. By dawn, he had thoroughly internalized a complete set of Spirit Serpent Sword Technique.
After killing three disciples from Wan Jian Sect, Xu Feng dared not stay in one place for too long. After breakfast, he found a blacksmith shop in town and ordered twenty large arrows based on samples he provided. The production of large arrows was simple; arrowheads, shafts, and fletchings all had components available. However, since Xu Feng's specifications were uncommon, the blacksmith had to create molds on short notice to complete them.
When Xu Feng presented his large bow again, the blacksmith truly felt helpless; with his skills, he could no longer improve this bow's performance. Finding a stronger bow would likely be very difficult.
By noon, Xu Feng rode out of town heading north.
After seeing Xuan Lu, Xu Feng gained a deeper understanding of the cultivation forces in this world. Wan Jian Sect is a cultivation sect that controls three cities on the eastern frontier; theoretically, all resources from these three cities belong to Wan Jian Sect—of course, these resources refer specifically to those related to cultivation.
Xuan Continent has many cultivation sects, and to avoid unnecessary wars, whenever someone establishes a sect, they will delineate their territory. The size of the territory depends on the strength of the sect; even after the boundaries are set, sects will still fight fiercely for abundant Spirit Mines Spiritual Veins.
Modern Clerk is cruel and bloodthirsty, with martial prowess held in high regard. Those who can endure are all deeply skilled and exceptionally talented individuals. To preserve their lives, the Liuxiang Kingdom has clearly identified six major Sects that must not be offended: one island, two sects, and three sword schools.
These are: Wuhua Island, Guiyi Sect, New Moon Sect, Star River Sword Sect, Guo Shan Sword Sect, and Wan Jian Sect.
Xu Feng has offended one of the lowest-ranked, Wan Jian Sect.
Xu Feng is not very clear about what lies to the north, but he knows that as long as he escapes from the three cities in the eastern border, the pursuit by Wan Jian Sect will not be so blatant, greatly increasing his chances of survival.
This time it was Zhao Shixiong from the second layer of Refining Qi. Next time it might be Li Shixiong, who is at the fifth layer of Refining Qi. Having already killed three of their disciples will certainly attract their attention; he may not be so lucky next time.
After traveling more than ten miles north, he caught up with a merchant convoy heading in the same direction. Xu Feng thought that while traveling alone might be faster, it would also draw more attention and increase his chances of being exposed. It would be better to blend in with the merchant convoy for a better opportunity.
He then approached the convoy's Boss to express his intentions. The convoy's Boss, a rugged man in his fifties named Tang Zhenghao, looked quite different from what one would expect of a businessman.
Tang Zhenghao sized up Xu Feng, thought for a moment, and said, “It’s always good to have someone looking out for you when you’re out here. If you really want to travel with us, I welcome you, but there are rules in our convoy…”
“Please go ahead,” said Xu Feng, who had some experience in business dealings.
“You can only stay by the last cart; don’t ask about or look at the carts in front,” said Tang Zhenghao with a hint of authority. “Also, if we encounter bandits, you’ll have to rely on yourself.”
Xu Feng smiled and replied, “Alright, I understand.” He turned his horse around and headed toward the back of the convoy.
Once Xu Feng had moved away, a burly man stepped out from the merchant convoy and approached Tang Zhenghao. “Boss Tang, it’s better to avoid trouble if we can. The goods we’re carrying this time are unusual.”
Tang Zhenghao watched Xu Feng’s retreating figure and said softly, “I know; he won’t bring us harm. If he wants something, no one can stop him…”
The journey continued without further conversation. As night fell, the merchant convoy entered a village that only had one inn. For some reason, all the guest rooms were fully booked. Having seen many things before, Tang Zhenghao was not surprised by this situation. He sent an assistant to negotiate with the innkeeper and managed to secure a spot for the convoy in the backyard while also getting one guest room freed up for them.
The bodyguards and assistants accompanying Xu Feng naturally had no rooms to stay in. Fortunately, they were used to the hardships of traveling for business, and although it was spring and chilly, it wasn't too cold. Tang Zhenghao went inside to rest while a few bodyguards set up makeshift beds on the ground, and several assistants took turns keeping watch through the night. Xu Feng found a corner to sit down and began to rest.
In the middle of the night, a flurry of hurried footsteps surrounded the entire backyard as a group of masked men in black uniforms appeared at the door of the backyard and shut it behind them.
Before long, the innkeeper and Tang Zhenghao both appeared in the backyard.
The innkeeper spoke little and remained calm, as if he was accustomed to such events. "I am a businessman. I don't care how you handle things; if someone dies, it's not my concern, but if you break anything, you will have to pay for it." After finishing his sentence, he walked away without looking back.
Tang Zhenghao stepped into the middle of the backyard, with bodyguards and assistants behind him drawing their weapons, their expressions tense.
"Zhang San Ye," Tang Zhenghao said slowly and calmly, "you've been with us for quite some time; it must have been tough. However, this job is not so easy to take."
"Oh really? Then why don't you give me something easier to take?" A middle-aged man stepped forward from among the masked figures, his eyes shining like knives, and his dual blades sharp as his gaze.
White Horse Zhang San Ye. He rode a white horse, but his actions were anything but pure.
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